Look What I Got On

Hold up

I done made eighty grand a nigga didn't even show up

Niggas used to talk about the way that I dress

Now I see them on they videos pants legs rolled up

Wasn't even thinking bout getting a Rolex

Now I got a Rolex and the whole thing froze up

Now you takin pictures of this shit

Walk around getting bitches off this shit

They just talkin but I'm living off this shit

Kenny powers really feel like I'm the shit

Mc Hammer pants I feel like I'm legit

9/11 Not the day but thats the whip

Taylor gang they be on this shit

Always on the grind tryna keep my mind on the finer things

I gotta get that'll make a nigga rich

Lotta new, kicks, lotta new fits

Lotta swag that you see on me that'll take a nigga bitch

They get dressed I could get up and go

Grabbing all my shit up and roll

Walked in and lit up the store

Took a dab and roll another joint I lit up for show

And my bitch is like a pin-up if I like it then I buy it

Most of the time the shit is free and they just send it

Major paper and winning and my outfits sick

I'm a walk up in this bitch and I'm a make a nigga spit up

Can't get this just from the store

That's a one of one that mean they don't make it no more

I be like look what I got on look at what I got on

I be like look what I got on look at what I got on

Never seen it before

Try spending what I'm spending and you'll probably go broke

I be like look what I got on look at what I got on

I be like look what I got on look at what I got on

Have you ever seen a nigga dress good as me

Have you ever seen a nigga go shopping for the first

Turn around right where the leathers be

Have you ever seen a nigga with some shit wonder where he get it

When you try to get the thing in the store

Have you ever seen a nigga lookin' crazy then the motherfucker

In it but the price you don't even know

Never seen nobody walk up in the store without no money

When they come out they hands are full of hella bags

Never seen nobody come into the store and get the treatment that I get

I guess that mean I spend hella bands

Have you ever got your suit tailor'd by the man

Have you ever got your suit flown in by the man

You don't get that kind of money you don't understand

You ain't ever touch a hundred grand

You just say you do

Like a lame would do

My taylor gang niggas a fatal crew

We taking your paper and rocking the latest

You try to hate but my clique hater proof

My closet go on for a day or two

Ain't one of them niggas who switch the shit it up

No I'm staying true like a player do

So show me my tab and who to pay it to

Fuck you and them niggas you came with too

Old hags look at what I got on

Young niggas look at what I got on

Broke niggas look at what I got on

Rich niggas look at what I got on

And I'm floating, my windows open

My eyes all low cause I'm off that potent

They jacking my style I got that notion

Can't even get it, you on that slow shit

Pull up in it, they like "oh shit"

Hella expensive, smoking explosive

Where did he get them? Nobody knows it

Don't even go there